There’s a reason most of my heroines – most romantic fiction heroines and heroes period, I think – are rich, talented and easy on the eyes. It makes the book villains absolutely bat shit crazy! That, of course, makes for a more interesting story. Who doesn’t love watching some no good heffa get the metaphoric elbow, am I right? If only we could pass out these kinds of fictional fuck yous in real life! Bitches might have more perspective. Er go, the world would be a better place.
Anyways, in this snippet from my latest work in progress “Saints and Sinnas,” set to drop this month, I pick up where last week’s blog leaves off. Our female villain gets the rundown on our esteemed heroine, and sets her dastardly plans in motion…oooo…. LOL Let me know what you think!
Oh, the picture is of Chinese actor Xu Kai Cheng who I just enjoyed in “Well-Intended Love.” Somehow rich, handsome men who adore their wives and will do anything for them never gets old as a story line. You know it. Enjoy!
As she left the studio Choon Hee gave the fans trying to get her attention distracted nods and smiles, ignoring their gifts and hands held out for autographs. Her assistant offered huge smiles and bows and effusive thanks and genuine pleas for forgiveness because they were late for schedules – and because her boss was a rude bitch.
Once in the van both she and a manager waited silently for an opportunity to speak. If they interrupted before she acknowledged them it could start a temper tantrum that would delay her next appointment. Any other time the break might have been relaxing. With Choon Hee it was ominous and nerve wracking.
Who is this girlfriend Tan mentioned?
Sinna Blake, the costume designer for 501K. She’s American. She’s been credited with the sudden surge in their popularity.
Tell me more about her, she ordered.
So, her team ran it down. Tall, Black, American, chic, beautiful, older, successful, well connected, likely rich, very good at her job, well liked and respected by almost everyone.
It’s a new relationship according to gossip, her assistant offered. Naturally they have not gone public. Some say she’s even playing hard to get.
Who do I know in their camp who can act as a spy for me? Choon Hee wondered.
She knew the members, but they would be on Tan’s side, not hers. If he wanted someone completely unsuitable, they would support him because they were jealous of her.
Stupid losers, she thought contemptuously. They had no vision. She and Tan would be the hottest power couple out. The Asian Beyonce and Jay-Z since he was so fond of speaking English. It would be good for everyone. The thought of the international money they could make together had her greedy heart fluttering.
And Tan was so beautiful, so sexy. Sleeping with him would be no hardship. Their children would be stunning too. Much later, of course. There was no need to compromise her perfect figure before it was absolutely necessary.
You said she is well liked and respected by almost everyone. Who does not like her?
Apparently there is some tension between her and the head hair stylist.
Joo Min Ki. You know her. She did your hair a few years ago when your stylist came down sick. The woman was immediately fired for her impudence and had to beg on her knees to get her job back.
Yes, Choon Hee whispered. Get me her number now.
Knowing their lives were on the line, she had the number 10 minutes later. Her team gave each other worried looks when Choon Hee just sat with it in her hand wearing a creepy smile.
When they arrived on set for her commercial shoot, their troublesome client transformed. She smiled and bowed graciously before everyone she met, shaking hands with fans, and smiling with apparently genuine warmth.
Once she was safely behind her dressing room door, Choon Hee ordered her team to come back in five minutes. She needed privacy to start this game.
This is Choon Hee.
The pause that followed tightened Choon Hee’s lips.
Choon Hee! Tan’s friend.
There was a confused silence.
The singer, she said coldly.
Ah! Yes. Of course. Hello! I apologize. Why are you –?
Let me buy you a meal. I’d like to talk to you.
Oh? Are you looking for a stylist?
Choon Hee smirked at the excitement in the woman’s voice. No, you pathetic idiot, she thought. But it will be easier to let you think so for the time being.
I’m considering some changes to my team, she said, deliberately vague. Choon Hee rarely lied. Not because she had a conscience or cared about hurting anyone, she just had a bad memory; it was difficult to keep her lies straight. She learned that lesson as a young girl.
I’ll text you the time and place. I hope you can make it.
She hung up on the other woman’s excited voice then sat back and smiled. The game had begun, and she had the advantage.